It’s lyrics ain’t Shakespeare but this song is still strangely catchy.
Wind-up Bird (YouTube)
Pink Grease
I can’t take it anymore
You keep on dancing in my nowhere
I am the preacher, the preacher’s son
You keep on landing in my nowhere
You are the wind-up, wind-up bird
You keep on sounding in my nowhere
You are the cancer, cancer girl
You keep on landing in my nowhere
But now my cat is dead
my cat is dead, gone down the well
Yeah, now my cat is dead
gone down the well
my cat is dead
My eyes are blinded by the sun
That keeps on shining into nowhere
I am the lizard, the lizard’s tongue
That keeps on dancing in this nowhere
I can’t take it anymore
Gonna shoot my guns into this nowhere
You are the wind-up, the wind-up bird
You keep on sounding in my nowhere
But now my cat is dead
my cat is dead, gone down the well
And still now my cat is dead
gone down the well
yeah, my cat is dead
You are the wind-up
You are the wind-up
You are the wind-up
You are the wind-up, the wind-up bird